Eaventuras en motion

This certain guy from DF, Mex & stuff

Oh how I messed up the song XD

It’s ok as long as you laugh me :)

Oh :D

Hi :) Question.. 

Why not?

I haven’t written anything here in a very long long time. Nor have I been able to edit the latest footage I obtained with my camera. This was a big big disappointment to me, to find out that my camera is so old I can barely use it. I mean, the equipment is all right, what is not working is the driver to plug the camcorder to the computer. Blame it on time, on my wrong made election (I was flashed by the fact that the camera had inside a built in DVD recording system). But who knows? How can you tell if something is not the right thing for you or for your needs? I spend at least 6 hours a day trying to sell stuff people don’t need to get the money I think I need to survive. Every time I walk past the homeless guy at the corner of the building I wonder if he got tired of looking for solutions to stupid problems such the ones I sometimes fell I have, like “Oh, I need to find a better thing to record”. I still have a cellphone with a built in camera. It might not be the greatest quality. I mean, I should totally try that. I think I will. I am actually getting tired of excuses I make up not to be the person I want to. No this is no motivational BS, this is not about how high in the social scale I can reach, it’s not about how much money I can make, it is about what I want to create. I, ladies and the others, like to write, to imagine, to wander around the city just so I can know that this world where I live is real. I see the abyssal distance between poor and rich and the emptiness that both separated classes seem to hatch, certain emptiness that might only lead humans to forget about other humans.. I can´t overlook my brother’s need, but I can’t pretend I am good enough to give him a home, besides my own home is borrowed, I rent a bedroom and share services… so, should I join my fellow walker on the streets and sleep on the concrete floor, maybe sheltered under paper and rugs… 

This is not a regular composition, this is just a bunch of questions I wanted to throw. I asked myself when I was going to restart writing here, Esteban, why not trying it again? I have failed to continue writing this blog as well as I have failed to find a better job, let’s just keep on like this until I find something else that might me more easy to understand, less hard to bear and friendlier to life itself.

I’ll keep my life, I’ll keep trying.. are going to try as well? 

Damned tumblr, why you no let people comment?!

So long..

E

Oh.. another one :)

And this was another long long day in few words. But, well, now you know where is that I hang around.. and the secrecy of my job is safe ! >:3 Just kidding. You can comment on Youtube’s comment section. Or send me something over here.. 

Cheers! Greetings from Mexico’s Wide Wide Land.

Esteban

That was that.. :)

I FOUND MY KAMBOURIAN
(Google can be very scary, if asked, I’ll take it down, no hesitations. If you happen to find this pic while looking for yourself on the Internet, Laura, I found it at some other place.. and I hope you contact me to tell me about the November list! of not the January, December.. February list! :)

I FOUND MY KAMBOURIAN

(Google can be very scary, if asked, I’ll take it down, no hesitations. If you happen to find this pic while looking for yourself on the Internet, Laura, I found it at some other place.. and I hope you contact me to tell me about the November list! of not the January, December.. February list! :)

I just erased stupidly what I wrote T__T It was a great summary of my year… 

Gosh.

I

Go

to sleep

now.

Cheers.

E

Party at my place…